The Infinite Emperor

Qin Wuji felt that he might not survive tonight. Not because he had offended anyone, but because the footsteps of the landlady Zhang were heard in the stairwell. He looked at his mobile phone - one in the morning, rent is collected at this time? Is it reasonable? No, Aunt Zhang is never unreasonable. He stood up, but didn't know where to hide. The 8-square-meter room has an unobstructed view, and even the wardrobe cannot accommodate him. There was a knock on the door. He instinctively closed his eyes and thought silently in his mind: "Let her... Go?" Aunt Zhang's exclamation suddenly came from outside the door: "Ouch, why did my leg suddenly cramp? Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow." The footsteps fade away. Qin Wuji was stunned on the spot. Did he just... Did something?